Harry Potter Blows

J. K Rowling is a wanna-be Tolkien. Simply put, Rowling wouldn't know good fantasy if Sauron walked up and slapped her with it. Her premise is lame. A wizard school for prepubescent little whiners? Really? The early novels are like Saved by the Bell, but with wands. The later novels are like, Beverly Hills 90210 only instead of BMW's and Corvettes, the teens ride brooms. This garbage sold millions of copies? Rowling created a world where the hero is more likely to have a wet dream or whine about a pimple than he is to do something heroic. Would Harry be able to take the One Ring to the depths of Mount Doom? I doubt he could carry it to the depths of Sugar Plum Mountan.

Then there's the tired fantasy theme of the hero is somehow the, "chosen one." Rowling takes this worn idea out of the been-there-done-that box and then promptly beats it to death. This theme is the $10 hooker of fantasy. Only the despirate would embrace it.

As far as fantasy goes, Rowling's Harry Potter series is the Milli Vanilli to Tolkien's Led Zeppelin. Everyone likes it now, but eventually people will see it for the packaged garbage it is. When the realization sinks in, the Harry Potter fans will be rightfully embarrassed and deny ever liking it in the first place.